Moonspear filling me with wonder for all that is

arcturus had assumed his brother's disinterest came from the fact he had heard something in the underbrush; yet as he made quick work of the fawn and decimated its limbs, arcturus learned too late the doe was no longer holding his brother's attention simply because she had ceased her struggling. where arcturus thought perhaps a bit too linearly, revui thought well ahead -- simple arcturus, thinking this kill was for food and not simply play.

he watched the fawn, unsympathetic; the value of life had yet to be instilled in him, but the value of a kill -- that had been hammered hard into him, by his brother, by his parents, by the iron fangs of hydra: a kill, arcturus understood.

as revui hounded the suffering doe, arcturus watched her reaction; she seemed to weakly lift her head, her gaze lingering on the pains of her child. arcturus reluctantly let go of her then, stalking over to the fawn to nose it curiously -- it was so tiny, so small; and smelled strangely of viscera and a dampness he had never scented before.